His heart was rushing way too fast. A hole in his chest ached as he walked down the corridors with his head in his hands. He was breathing too fast. Too confused to slow his breath down enough to breath properly. These messages weren’t even from someone he knew and yet they really went to his head. He was shaking. He was panicking.
They were right. Too right. Hunk had fucked everything up. Keith hated him now. How could he do anything else? Keith had turned around and walked right out after Hunk had fucked up everything. Not only once but twice in a row. “Stupid stupid stupid...” Of course Keith didn’t want to talk to him again.
Lance was seeing things when he talked about that crush that Keith supposedly had on him. Keith had lied to him. About koalas for some reason. Then he had tried it again. Was it all a game? Did Keith really know about all these things that he went around looking and acting clueless about just to fuck with him? Maybe he was. Maybe he wasn’t. Maybe this was all in Hunk’s head and things weren’t as bad as they seemed. Or maybe the way that Keith felt uncomfortable, told lies and now said that they were a team and... that was it. That was all they were. It felt like it was barely that at the moment.
It was all spinning around in Hunk’s head. He couldn’t make sense of it. He needed to apologize but at this point he would probably say something that would blow up the castle or something. Run his mouth and ruin everything that was left that hadn’t been ruined yet. Why did he even open his mouth in the first place? Was there anything up in his head that wasn’t saying stupid shit and food? If anything all his brain was was marshmallow. It certainly felt like it. Things didn’t seem real anymore. His heart hammering in his chest hurt. His feet felt like clay. His thoughts were spinning out of control.
He needed some help. He couldn’t fix this alone.
Lance hadn’t been in his room. That’s why Hunk walked through the corridors. Looking for the blue paladin to ask him for help. At least a few words. Anything. Something to help Hunk to get his feet back down on the ground again. Something that helped the world make sense again. Someone.
A cheerful laughter made Hunk stop. He could hear chattering from one of the common rooms. For some reason he didn’t dare to call out to ask who it was. He dropped his hands from his tussled and tugged hair, bits of his locks falling loose since he had been pulling so hard. Quietly Hunk went over to the open door and peered inside.
Keith was sitting on the sofa and Lance was resting in his lap. They looked happy enough. Joking about something. Keith was joking about something, tipping Lance backwards and catching him before he could fall over. His hand caught on to the back of Lance’s head and Keith’s fingers ran into the short brown hair.
Hunk clenched his chest, balling up the fabric of his shirt tightly. He back up back into the shadow before he was spotted. Silently he turned around and headed back the way he had come from.
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